..all this poetry was written by me..so please do not take it.. I'm not crazy
I tell you my secrets, you tell me a lie
You tell me I am happy, I tell you I cry..
I look at you, and you look at me
I open my eyes and I still cannot see, why you think I am so happy
I look in the mirror, and I see a frown
You tell me to jump, but instead I fall down
Life is a mountain, that I cannot climb, I understand your problems, please try and understand mine
Tell me as a friend, not as an enemy,
Tell me that you love me and that you won't leave
Tell me that you care, please tell me what I need
Feed me those words, and I will believe
Feed me those words and I might start to see, why you say I am so happy...
Living in a world where I am denied to show my face
Forced to breathe and blink in unison
T. V. channels clicking hypnotically
Endless visions of plaid and faded pastels stretching out before wide eyes
Fitted with custom, colored contact lenses
Placid, plastic beds that creak and moan at night
Sterile, bleached white sheets
That reflect the brightness of white florescent lights
Old blood stains embedded into the carpet
Gathered into pretty, little, maroon patterns
80's music humming softly from an unknown source
That encases you with Billy Idol and U2
Pink daisies in a earthy, textured, clay pot
An edge of cream lace
Birds singing outside of Plexiglas windows
Sprinklers raining water over ripe, green grass
Cursed sunshine
Eyes squinting blindly from a stark white, hallow face
Covered by a veil of black silk
Head warmed by an old sweat-shirt hood
Like the unibomber
In a Chinese take-out box
With a fortune cookie
And a $6.95 check